The Black-Haired Temptress

In the dimly lit room, a woman with raven black hair stood with her back facing the entrance. She was completely nude, her voluptuous figure on full display. The Indian beauty was thick in all the right places, her curves beckoning to the man who was about to enter the room.

He watched her for a moment, admiring the way her hips flared out from her narrow waist. Her skin was a warm caramel color, glowing in the soft light. Her long black hair cascaded down her back, brushing against her shoulders and the top of her ass.

He approached her slowly, his eyes never leaving her body. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close to him. She melted into his embrace, her soft curves molding to his hard muscles.

Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together in a sensual dance. He ran his hands up her body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples. She moaned into his mouth, her body trembling with desire.

He trailed kisses down her neck, nibbling on her earlobe and making her sigh with pleasure. His hands roamed lower, caressing her stomach and hips before settling on her ass. He squeezed her cheeks, pulling her closer to him and grinding his growing erection against her.

She reached behind her, grabbing his hard cock through his pants. She rubbed him through the fabric, making him groan with desire. He was already rock hard, his cock straining against the zipper of his pants.

He quickly undressed, his eyes never leaving her body. She turned around, giving him a view of her perfect ass. He couldn’t resist any longer, he had to have her.

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